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Izumi still had the littlest idea about the Uchihas upon boarding the plane to move from Australia to Japan for good. While growing up, she could see that her mom was clearly upset trying to remember her past, so she avoided talking to her mom about her childhood.
Honestly, she still couldn't understand why the Uchihas obsess so much about preserving their lineage. Her mother had to cut ties with her family just to be with his dad. And in the end, her mother still could not run from the Uchihas, seeing her daughter got engaged suddenly with another clan member. And with one of the main family members at that.
Izumi was nervous. She was going to start a life in another country, get married to a stranger, and bear the responsibilities of an Uchiha from now on. She was beyond terrified.
However, as she met Itachi, she thought that it may not be that bad. He seemed kind, understanding, and just nice. He actually seemed perfect. He's smart and handsome as well. She just hoped that everything he shows is true.
She let out a tired sigh. There's still a few hours left before they land. She glanced at her mother who was sleeping beside her and she envied how comfortable she was. She had tried to sleep many times, but her nerves get the most out of her, knowing she had to face Madara Uchiha and Itachi's family.
Izumi, don't let them intimidate you! Show them that you're not some pushover who will just obey them blindly!
With that in mind, she put on her earphones to listen to some music. It is useless to think of these matters.
Itachi was already waiting for her and her mother when they arrived. He smiled at her and bowed his head in respect to her mother. He asked how our flight was and made small talk.
Something was different with Itachi, that she could tell judging from his demeanor. Not to mention his sudden departure a few days ago. Izumi did not contemplate for too long as she asked him if everything was fine.
"I'm fine. Probably just not being able to get enough sleep lately. Madara-sama has been strict with deadlines."
"Oh? But isn't your brother running the business?" She frowned.
"I only managed to escape being the heir. But even if I'm not the president of the company, I still work for the Uchiha Enterprises when necessary as a corporate lawyer."
Izumi nodded in understanding at that.
A smile formed on her mother's lips as they got into the car. She looked like she was reminiscing childhood memories as they look through the windows. Tokyo has great tall buildings, but you can still see the history and culture of the country. Itachi was kind enough to answer her questions about Tokyo while on the way to the Uchiha mansion.
As soon as they arrived, a little girl squealed and jumped into Itachi's arms.
"Sarada! How are you? Uncle is sorry for not spending much time with you lately." Itachi crouched down to properly hug the little girl.
"This is your Aunt Izumi and Grandma Hazuki. They will be staying here with us from now on."
"Hello." The little Uchiha bowed her head and smiled at their visitors.
Izumi smiled widely at the girl and waved her hand. She is very cute with her blue dress and that adorable cheeks. But before she could ask the little girl, Itachi's parents emerged in the living room.
Her mother automatically bowed her head, and so did she.
Mikoto Uchiha, Itachi's mother, greeted them warmly while Fugaku just nodded his head in acknowledgment. "You don't have to do that, Hazuki-san. We'll be family anyway." Mikoto smiled lightly.
Okay, Izumi did not know what to expect but Mikoto surprisingly seemed lovely and kind. Couldn't say the same with Fugaku though. The man was intimidating with his stoic and unreadable expression.
"I'm sure you are tired from your flight. I already instructed the maids to clean your rooms. Why don't you lead them the way, Itachi?" Mikoto instructed.
At Sarada's fallen expression, Itachi ruffled his niece's hair. "I'll be back, Sarada. We'll play later, okay?"
Izumi bowed her head again before Itachi lead them upstairs. And honestly, if not for Itachi, she will surely get lost with the number of rooms the mansion has. Izumi could not help but gape at the enormous room she was given: a queen-sized bed, own bathroom, and a walk-in closet! Her mother was also given an entire room across hers. She wondered if it was as big as hers.
"It may take some time before you get used to this, but I assure you once we get married, we will be moving out to another place not too far from here."
Izumi blinked forgetting that Itachi was still there.
"Oh..I'm just concerned that I might get lost so sorry in advance if I bother you." To which Itachi just waved his hands off saying that there are maids all over the place if she needed anything.
They sat in the bed together, with Izumi still admiring her bedroom. But then the little girl from earlier piqued her curiosity, and she could not help but ask. "I didn't know that aside from main family members, other Uchihas can live here."
"What do you mean?" Itachi frowned. "You're right, only the main family members live here."
Confused, Izumi asked. "Eh? What about Sarada? Isn't she a distant cousin?" She furrowed her eyebrows.
Something passed in Itachi's eyes like he was conflicted but it flickered back to his unreadable expression as he informed her. "Sarada. She's Sasuke's daughter."
"What? I don't understand. He's still single, right?" She frowned.
Itachi then exhaled heavily. "Yes. Sarada's mother isn't from the clan. That's what makes it complicated."
It took a few seconds before Izumi finally understood. And when it dawned upon her, she wasn't able to say anything except "Oh..."
"She's just like you. Sarada. But because Sasuke is the heir of the Uchihas, he couldn't just do what your mother did."
Izumi could not say anything at that.
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When Sasuke received a message from his brother to come home early to meet his fiancee, he ignored it at first. However, his mother and father sent him messages as well, and Madara also reminded him of their dinner tonight and that he should go.
He sighed before calling his secretary to make a few reminders. Honestly, he did not care enough to know this Izumi. For him, she was nothing ordinary, someone who was selected to marry his brother, nothing really special. It was not like Itachi held feelings for the woman.
Sasuke scowled before preparing to leave. He suddenly remembered that this was the first time they would have an official family dinner with Madara. Not to mention, Sarada will be an official Uchiha in a few weeks. He let out another tired sigh as he got off the elevator and walked unhurriedly where his car was parked.
It did not take long before he arrived in their family-owned restaurant. The manager bowed her head as she guided him where the rest of the Uchihas, except for Madara, were already seated.
Sarada quickly ran to him. And as always, Sasuke was there to catch her. She was in a pink lace gown and she looked so different from how Sakura always dressed her. Too formal, in his opinion. The reality that he could not spare his daughter of this fate slowly sinking in.
"Papa?"
"Ah.. sorry, Sarada. Papa was caught up with work. Promise, we'll visit Mama soon."
Sarada merely smiled, twirling her dress to show his Papa. "Isn't it pretty? Aunt Izumi helped me pick this dress."
"..."
Sasuke directed his gaze to the woman. He had his usual indifference written on his face. He only nodded his head as if to acknowledge her presence as he turned his eyes away and tugged Sarada's hand to their respective seats.
Soon after, Madara came and after the pleasantries, the usual business talk between him and his father took place. The elder also officially welcomed Hazuki and Izumi to the family and began to discuss the preparations for the wedding to their mother, as if Itachi and Izumi were not even there.
Sasuke observed, however, how often his brother's fiancee would bit her lower lip as if controlling her temper. But it was not only him who noticed as Itachi whispered something to her and soon after, her face became somewhat relaxed.
Perhaps Sasuke was wrong and that this woman would not be just like any puppet the Uchihas could control.
Sarada, meanwhile, continued to eat her pasta. She could not understand a thing the adults say and Sasuke slightly envied her innocence right then. He only wished he could protect that.
But of course, things got a little complicated as they began to talk about how they will announce Sarada's existence to the world. And more so, when Sarada interjected.
"Me? An Uchiha? What's that, Papa?" The youngest Uchiha asked.
Everyone at the table remained silent at that. Sasuke could feel all eyes were on him. He swallowed thickly as he thought of how to explain to his child.
"It only means that you're my child, Sarada. That is why you're an Uchiha." Sasuke simplified, hoping his daughter would be satisfied with that answer.
However, Madara, that old geezer, had to interfere. "Sarada, listen carefully. It's an important name and you have to protect it. Together, with your Aunt Izumi, you will be learning about Uchiha, so that when you grow up, you'll be just like your Papa."
Sasuke fought the urge to punch the man. Now, Sarada would not leave him alone. She's an intelligent child, a curious one at that. He was sure he would be bombarded with a lot of questions after this.
And he was proven right as she scrunched her face, not understanding a word Madara said.
"Don't think too much about it, Sarada. Eat up so you can order ice cream after." Itachi thankfully interrupted, distracting his niece.
Sighing in relief inwardly, the night ended without further incident.
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Days passed and the hospital started to get busier. But thankfully, Sakura would be able to take a rest after this. The flu season was around the corner, and many kids were starting to get sick. She glanced up at her clock in her office; it was already a few minutes after 8. After this patient, she would be officially having her two days off.
She was planning to talk to Sasuke after. Perhaps she could ask to spend the next two days with Sarada. With that in mind, she smiled as she scribbled the medications to her patient.
However, as soon as the patient left, Ino entered her office without bothering to knock.
"Forehead!" The blonde whined.
"What now, Pig? I already told you. I just want to sleep." Sakura glared at her friend and continued to fix her things.
"But you seriously need to loosen up! We haven't gone out in ages! Just a few drinks, I promise!" The blonde persuaded.
Sighing, Sakura could not help but give in to her best friend's constant whining. "Fine. But if you make a fool of yourself again, I will not stop you."
Ino smiled widely, knowing she had won.
The two women went to one of the local bars near the hospital. They also contacted some of their girlfriends, Temari and Tenten, to join them.
After they had met, Ino started drinking. The girls started to chitchat about their daily lives. Tenten was running a weapon shop and was thinking of opening a branch in Osaka. Temari, on the other hand, was also successful in her career as a human resource manager in one of the reputable companies in Japan.
Even so and as the girls predicted, the ever tipsy Ino started blabbering about her problems with Sai.
"He's just so clueless! How can he be so insensitive!"
People started to look at them. With Ino's loud voice, they gathered quite an audience as the bouncer eyed them warily. Sakura could not help but sigh, because it's Ino and she should have seen it coming when the blonde asked to go out.
Temari tried to stop her from drinking any further, but Ino started crying. "Why can't he understand me?"
And to their further humiliation, Ino stood up and went to the dance floor. "That's it! I'm going to find a..rich and handsome guy! That jerk! I bet he will not see it coming!"
And that's when they bumped into Kiba.
He also looked so far from it. Surprise evident on his face, his eyes widened as he recognized Sakura.
"Sakura? No, it can't be..I must be so drunk." He slurred his words, confirming Sakura's suspicions.
"Hey, Kiba. Are you okay?" Sakura asked while watching Tenten and Temari dragging Ino towards the exit of the bar.
"N-no. There's no way you're here. But y-your voice. Just like hers." He mumbled as he stumbled to his feet.
And before she could understand what he was trying to say, Kiba passed out and fell into her arms.
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Sasuke was annoyed because she was not answering her goddamn phone. She messaged him earlier asking if she could visit Sarada. And he replied as soon as he was out of the meeting. But it's been two hours, and he didn't hear back.
Of course, she could probably be sleeping or attending to an emergency. But she told him that she was already heading home.
Growing more anxious, Sasuke then decided to leave his office to go to the hospital. His secretary looked surprised as he stormed off.
While on the way to the hospital, he texted her one last time asking her to pick up her phone.
As soon as he arrived, he went straight to the receptionist basically demanding her if Dr. Sakura Haruno was still on duty. The poor woman looked so frightened, but another nurse passed by and heard the conversation. "Oh? Dr. Haruno. She left with Yamanaka-san about three hours ago."
"Where."
"Eh? But who are you, sir? We can't-"
"Answer me, damn it." Sasuke glared at the nurse, getting impatient.
Before he could further scare the woman, Tsunade Senju announced her presence, walking casually. "Uchiha brat, don't scare my people away." She folded her arms to match Sasuke's glare.
The nurse hurried along, and the receptionist also excused herself, probably scared at their boss's infamous temper.
"Do you know where Sakura is? She's not answering her phone." Sasuke straight-up asked.
"Oh? So you started ruckus here in my hospital?"
"Tch. If you do not know, then I can't waste my time here."
He turned around to leave, but Tsunade told him exactly what he was asking for. "KBar. Apparently a girls night out."
He did not bother to say a word of thanks and walked in strides, but Tsunade's next words clearly affected him as he almost paused in his tracks.
"Do not let that Madara see that worried look on your face. Be careful."
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Sakura was beyond grateful as Tenten called Sai. Kiba was damn heavier than she thought as she let him sit in the street while waiting for Sai. Thank God he didn't puke though.
Ino was still conscious and kept on nagging at Tenten for calling Sai. Temari was sighing the whole time, mentioning how troublesome the night was.
"Are you okay, Sakura?" Temari asked her in concern.
"Yeah. I didn't even finish my drink before all of this happened. I'm sad though. I thought we could catch up more."
"There will be next time." Temari smiled. She also informed the pinkette that she was sobered enough to drive her and Tenten on the way home.
Sakura then glanced at Kiba, sleeping on the road, not knowing what to do with him.
She checked her phone, intending to call her mentor, only to be surprised to see 5 text messages and 17 missed calls from Sasuke.
"Oh, God!" She exclaimed. What's going on? Is something wrong?
Tenten and Temari looked at her in concern.
Sakura called him back right away, worried. Within two rings, he answered. "Sasuke-kun, I'm sorry-"
"I'll be there in a few minutes, wait for me there." He told her.
"What? What do you mean-"
The call ended just like that. He sounded angry at the other line. Sakura could not help but sigh. She thought if she could still come back to get her unfinished drink.
Luckily, Sai already arrived when she looked back. He immediately helped Ino into the car (of course not without some protests here and there) while Tenten and Temari half-dragged Kiba inside as well after Sai agreed to drop him off.
Sai stared at Sakura when she just stood there by the side of the road after saying goodbye to Tenten and Temari.
"Oh..I still have something to do. You can go ahead." Sakura assured him.
Sai blinked as he thought about it. "Ino will kill me."
Sakura laughed lightly. "I'll be safe. I promise."
Sai opened his mouth to argue, however, that's when Sasuke appeared from behind, looking grumpier as usual.
Understanding the situation, Sai nodded. "Oh, okay. Don't forget to message Ino. She'll worry."
"Yeah. Thanks, Sai."
And with that, it was just her and Sasuke. He silently commanded her to follow him into his car. Still not understanding why he was so moody at that point, she merely followed his lead and got into his car.
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But obviously, this was Sasuke we're talking about. He remained quiet as he drove her back to her apartment.
Not taking the silence any further, she addressed her concerns. "Sasuke-kun, what's wrong? Is Sarada okay?"
Sasuke glared at her. "You. What's wrong with you?"
Slightly taken aback, Sakura shook her head.
"I don't understand. I'm sorry for not taking your calls, but the music there is loud-"
"Shut up."
He parked right in front of her apartment. It was already past midnight and the neighborhood was quiet. He got off his car and soon she followed.
She kept her mouth shut, waiting until they got inside before she would see to it that this hot-tempered man will know his place. She swore, he could be a pain in the ass sometimes.
She opened the door, and he strode in.
"Okay, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Sakura glared, folding her arms.
Sasuke huffed out an unimpressed laugh. "Is it fun?"
"What?!"
"I was beating myself day and night thinking about how to protect our daughter. Sarada kept on asking for you while you were in a bar having fun with that dog guy!"
If Sakura was not mad earlier, she certainly is now.
"The one time I went out to have a drink with the girls, you think I don't care about our daughter." She told him calmly.
Yet, she felt her temper rising as she jabbed a finger towards him "I was in the hospital for 8 days straight! I barely slept! Trying to distract myself because I am slowly losing my mind! I feel so useless! Not being able to do anything for Sarada! How dare you accuse me of this?!"
Tears gathered in the corner of the pinkette's eyes. But she held them back.
She was now catching her breath. The nerve of him to tell her such a thing!
"Just go." She told him after a minute, turning around and making her way to her room. She was exhausted, and this argument was only worsening her headache.
But she only managed to take a few steps before Sasuke held her arm.
"You were having that hard time that you chose to confide with that dog guy."
She turned around and glared at him once again. "What are you talking about?"
"That Inuzuka!" He shouted.
"Huh?"
"He was with you."
"I told you I went out with the girls. He just happened to be there. And what's it with you, huh? It's not like we're together." The moment the words left her mouth, she instantly regretted it.
Automatically, Sasuke let her go. Something flickered in his eyes, and his earlier angry expression dissipated into thin air.
Her eyes widened, averting her eyes. "I- Sasuke-kun-"
He sighed. And heavy silence settled in. For a minute there, Sakura kept on replaying what she had just said and berating herself over and over again.
"I didn't mean that-"
"You asked me what was wrong." He interjected.
Sakura looked up at the sound of his voice.
"You were not returning my calls. And I assumed the worst." He swallowed thickly before continuing. "Madara is everywhere." He added.
Okay, out of all the things that happened to her day, this was the last thing she was expecting. It slowly sinked into her. Apparently, he was worried about her safety and she actually lashed out at him basically telling him why does he care. Sakura, you and your temper.
But in her defense, if he would not clearly say it, she would not be able to understand.
"Now that I'm sure you're fine, I'll leave. I'll also bring Sarada to you tomorrow."
He turned around to leave, but this time Sakura held his wrist. His eyes focused on her hand on his wrist before slowly looking at her in question.
"I-Sasuke-kun, I'm sorry."
"What for?"
She bit her lower lip, unable to say anything. She was sorry for a lot of things, for making him worry, for lashing out at him, for running away, for not being there for him. But in the end, she chose something trivial.
"I'm sorry for not answering your calls. But I promise I can handle myself. I know you are also busy. So...just.."
She looked into his eyes. He still looked angry although he already had calmed down.
"Well...what else is bothering you? You're mad. I know you, Sasuke-kun. I can see it in your eyes. So tell me, what really is it?"
Sasuke, on the other hand, was conflicted. She just reminded him that they weren't together so why she was suddenly asking. As if she was truly concerned for him. It irritated him.
"Forget it." He dismissed.
Sakura looked up. His face remained the usual blank expression. But she could tell he was holding back. The scowl on his lips deepened and his eyes were throwing daggers at her.
"No, tell me! Stop pushing me away! I'm done with this!" She urged, not relenting.
"Fine." He relinquished her hold on him as if he was burned. "Is this really what you want? Fine. Let's talk." His voice turned dangerously low.
Slightly taken aback, Sakura shut her mouth as she watched his next movements. She swallowed hard as he looked at her angrily. She noticed how his hands balled into fists by his sides.
"I wish I never met you." Sasuke spat out angrily. "I wish I fell in love with another." He snarled at her.
It was that time when they had their fight, she recognized instantly.
"Don't you have any idea how hearing those words from you felt? It was like someone ripped my heart out of my chest. I know all too well how hard it was to be with me given my family background, but I never expected those words especially from you. It's not something you tell in the heat of the moment." He paused for a second as he was already panting. "While I was forced to succeed my father, cleaning the mess of that goddamn company, I needed to learn how to be a father at the same time. I had to keep an eye on you and our baby." He continued.
Sakura had the decency to look ashamed.
"You think this was all easy for me? I worked day and night, attended my fucking classes. I was barely eating, and yet, knowing you were carrying my child made me forget it all. I loved you and the idea of having a child with you." He was almost shouting now. All of the repressed emotions overflowing. He was obviously pushed into his limits.
Sakura's eyes, meanwhile, widened at that. She did not know he had been through so much.
"You were the only one who loved me for who I am, not because I am a goddamn Uchiha. And yet, I was clearly mistaken." He revealed; his eyes in so much pain. He was positively furious, but also hurt.
Sakura shook her head shakily, tears running on her face. "You do not understand." She gulped.
He huffed incredulously. "Then, what is it, Sakura?" He challenged. "I thought you wanted to talk about what's wrong."
With Sakura not able to say anything, he continued. "All I think about after you left was Sarada. She is the only good thing that happened to me. And yet, she was forcefully taken away from me. Missed her first words, her first walk, her first birthday." He was struggling to keep his temper in check as he felt the burning sensation in his chest.
"Don't you have any idea how hard it is getting caught up between you and my family?" He blurted out as he eyed her for a second, but she just continued crying. He bit his lower lip, growing even more frustrated.
"But I never thought of leaving you, not even for a second. Never regretted Sarada. And all the while, you were feeling quite the opposite." He accused her.
"Sasuke-kun…"
"No. Just stop talking." He cut her off harshly. "I went against my father's wishes for you. Broke too many Uchiha traditions for you. But I still let you go because I know it was your dream. And I can't take that away from you even if I was left miserable here, alone, struggling."
His voice quieted down considerably as he revealed his next words to her. "Those days I wished it would just end. I never had a dream, not at least, until I met you." He swallowed thickly.
"I'm sorry. I truly am." She tried to reach out to him, but he backed off.
"Yeah, but probably all these happened for a reason. Maybe it was indeed a mistake to be with each other." He spun around, intending to exit the apartment.
Panicking that he would truly leave, she did the only thing that she thought she could. She engulfed him with a hug from behind, all the while crying. "I'm sorry. Oh Gods, Sasuke-kun. I'm sorry for being useless. I'm sorry for being weak. I'm sorry for not being able to do anything for you and our child. I'm sorry I hurt you. I'm sorry I left you. I'm sorry, Sasuke-kun. I loved you too."
She could feel him stiffened in her hold, but she continued to apologize.
They stayed like that for a long while. His back on her while she continued to hug him and sob. Sasuke was wearing a shirt underneath his coat, but he could feel that it was slowly getting soak as well.
"Sakura..." He tried to remove her hands, but she held him in place.
"No..please.. just a minute longer." She whimpered.
At that moment, she felt that if she were to let go, she would surely lose him forever. She already confirmed that he hated her for the things she did. And he had every right to feel that way.
But just one last time, she told herself. "I love you. I never stopped loving you, Sasuke-kun." She confessed.
And since she was hugging him from behind, she wasn't able to see his reaction. But she still carried on.
"I know I hurt you in the past and even now, I keep on hurting you. I'm sorry I wasn't able to show you how much I love you."
She paused to control her sobs. "I was just afraid. I felt that I wasn't worthy of you..that I needed to prove myself just to be with you. I don't have the same family background as you and Naruto..I was nothing. I thought it was for the best. I could never be a good match for you. Never in the eyes of your family. And never in the eyes of many."
That was it. He successfully removed her hands and turned around to face her.
"Didn't I tell you? I chose you. You didn't need to do anything." His eyes softened fractionally after hearing everything. He had no idea she was having this kind of insecurity.
She continued crying, knowing the mistakes she committed. If only she trusted him enough, if only she tried harder. But she knew it was all in the past, and she could not possibly change the actions she had taken.
"I know. I'm sorry." She held her head down, unable to meet his eyes from guilt.
Sasuke knew at that moment he would not be able to stop himself. After all, the sight of her tears would always be his weakness. No matter how angry or frustrated he was, she was still the mother of his child, the woman who holds his heart.
Slowly, he put a hand on her left cheek, lifting her face so that she would look at him. Her face had become puffy from all the crying and her eyes were red-rimmed.
He could tell she was surprised. She opened her mouth to speak, but he shook his head before she could do so. He silently wiped her tears away without a second thought. "I'm sorry too for everything." He told her quietly. And she shook her head in response. "No..no, Sasuke-kun, I'm the one at fault. It's all my fault."
But he did not let her continue. She apologized enough.
And then, his next actions totally caught her off guard as he smirked just like when they were still teenagers. "You really are damned annoying."
Before Sakura could ask, his lips met hers.
It was slow at first. Soft. Fleeting. And it only lasted for a few seconds before Sasuke pulled away with their foreheads slightly touching.
Onyx met emerald. His eyes conveying so many emotions she hadn't seen before.
She could feel her heart fluttered violently against her chest as she felt his hand caress her cheek, using his thumb to wipe her tears once more.
The overwhelming emotions settling in as Sakura's arms found their way around his neck. He kissed her again. And again. And again. Like she was an oasis he found in an unending desert.
Deepening the kiss, Sasuke's other arm encircled her waist to keep her closer. She could feel his heartbeat drumming and his breath quickening.
She found herself being backed in a nearby wall where Sasuke chose to pull away for a second to press his lips to her cheeks, her jaw, her neck, her arms. His lips were all over her skin. She felt her stomach flipped as he chose this as an opportunity to remove his coat.
It did not take long before they found themselves in her bedroom. Sakura's shirt was in disarray while Sasuke's top was discarded on the floor. They took their time as he gently pushed her back into the cushion.
He was surprisingly gentle, but it left Sakura breathless. They finally caved in to the sexual tension they felt the past few weeks. Their lovemaking was tender and achingly sweet that Sakura found herself shedding more tears.
"I- Sasuke-kun..I don't deserve you-" She murmured.
He cut her off with another passionate kiss. And then he proceeded to kiss her tear-stricken cheeks silencing her with nothing but a whimper.
When they were done, she put a hand on his left cheek. He gazed on her intently as if she was the most beautiful woman he laid his eyes on.
"I love you, Sasuke-kun."
His lips automatically brushed her forehead upon hearing those words.
Me too, Sakura. Me too.
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A/N: This is the longest chapter yet so far.
And there we go, I'm sure everyone was waiting for this. I'm a bit concerned though, if Sasuke was a little OOC here, but I always wanted to turn things around. It was always Sasuke who hurt Sakura in the fics.
Also, turned 24 a few days ago so I wasn't able to finish this soon. Yeah, I'm old.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please tell me what you think by leaving a review. Stay safe, everyone.